Paranoid academic gods are always poor

The people from the sports school are all tall and big, but Song Ye's side is not only small, but also rich second-generation people who don't work hard, plus a delicate girl.

The other party only felt that Song Ye was overthinking himself and asking for trouble, "Don't go home crying later."

"Hahaha……"

The anger of Zhao Jingming and the others was instantly provoked, and even Ji Shaoyu threw away his vocabulary book and took off his glasses. Even so, we still couldn't read enough.

A small rich second generation just picked up his mobile phone and was about to call for help, but suddenly his mobile phone was kicked away, and his wrist was dislocated!

"Fuck! You're too deceitful! I'm fighting with you!"

Zhao Jingming was the one who was able to fight more among them. He had a simple mind and well-developed limbs. He also had many years of fighting experience. He was still not at a disadvantage when he fought two by himself. After he threw a punch, he still had time to worry about the goddess. Can't find where anyone is.

But he Ye Ye is easy to recognize, and his crushing style of play is undoubtedly Song Ye.

People from the sports school saw that Song Yechang was thin and thin, and his small body couldn't withstand a punch, but he dared to speak rudely. The boy with a short cut stared at him, his eyes wandered from his face to his body, like a greasy snake hiding in the dark. ruthless.

"For the sake of your good looks, I will let you go if you call me good brother."

As soon as the words fell, a fast, fierce and ruthless fist came oncoming, bringing a fierce wind——

Half of Cun Tou's face swelled rapidly, and the little man held his broken wrist and laughed happily, shouting: "Brother Ye, fuck him!"

"Looking for...death..."

Cuntou's mouth was full of blood, and he spat out a mouthful of blood while uttering harsh words. The deterrent effect was negative, and he was so angry that he clenched his fists!

Seeing the tricks, Song Ye kicked the person to the ground with the last few kicks and couldn't get up. He was condescending and calmly said, "I'll let you go if you call out to Grandpa."

"you!"

"Do you call?"

Cunto pupil earthquake, haven't you had a mouthful?Actually come for real? !

Song Ye's calf was tense, and before lifting up, he heard the other party cry: "Grandpa—"

"Tsk, coward."

"Brother Ye is mighty!!" The little man, who was watching the battle as a disabled person, let out a cry of pain when he forgot his hand was injured and clapped his hands in joy. He was in pain and happy.

Zhao Jingming yelled from the air: "Brother Ye, stop playing! My goddess is gone! They are all fucking inhumane, pretending to be weak!"

Among them, Ji Shaoyu suffered the most serious injury.

A goddess who is so gentle and beautiful must have been terrified by this scene. If she had known, she would not have been allowed to come. If something happened, Zhao Jingming would regret it for the rest of his life!

Zhao Jingming was very anxious, but his movements were restrained and he couldn't move away. Brother Ye didn't know if he heard him, and stood still.

Suddenly, he saw Song Ye stretch out his hand, pointing to his side and rear.

Zhao Jingming turned his head in doubt, and saw the scene in which he would be awakened by nightmares every midnight in his life.

If it's okay, he would rather be a young man who doesn't know what it means to be sad.

It's a pity that time won't come back again. He hates himself for staying up late and playing games for many years. His eyesight is still [-], and he can see Meng Jia's every movement, every expression, every... grinning very clearly.

If Zhao Jingming can single out two strong sports students, then Meng Jia's fighting power is ten times that of his.

Her long curly hair was tied into a high ponytail, and her tight top and wide-leg pants looked neat and tidy. Surrounded by several strong and tall boys alone, she did not show any timidity, but was faintly excited.

Seeing her say something in a low voice, the boy was stunned. The next second, Meng Jia raised his leg and retracted it. The boy who had shown a disgusting smile just now lay on the ground.This made other boys vigilant, but it was of no use...

The speed of her legs was so fast that she couldn't see clearly, Meng Jia's every move was murderous, and the boys around her fell to the ground one after another. She still encouraged: "Persevere, stand up, and believe that you can do it! 5, 4 , 3..."

The boy rolled his eyes angrily and passed out.

Meng Jia showed regret, looked at the two people around Zhao Jingming, and smiled pleasantly.

It was the smile Zhao Jingming was most familiar with, the one he thought was the sweetest and most touching, but now he looked at the grinning smile that looked like the King of Hades demanding his life, and walked towards him with his bloody mouth open.

"No, don't come over—"

Zhao Jingming almost thought that he couldn't help shouting out what was in his heart, but turned around to find that it was the two people who were shouting, shouting while running, so panicked that they ran in the wrong direction, and they collided and fell to the ground.

Two people: I was terrified at the time...

"What are you running for?" Meng Jia asked wonderingly, "Why didn't you realize they were so stupid just now?"

Hearing the goddess's charming tone, Zhao Jingming's face stiffened and he added in his heart: I'm stupid too.

Meng Jia pointed over there, very genuinely puzzled: "Aren't you going to collect...the aftermath for them?"

Rich second generations: You don't have to speak the words of the underworld in such an innocent tone.

Meng Jia turned around and saw Song Ye, ran over cheerfully, and said coquettishly, "I knew, with you here, I would be able to witness such a spectacular scene! You don't even know how long I haven't exercised, but you can suffocate me gone."

Everyone: The most spectacular scene is with you.

Song Ye only knew that she liked to fight, but he never thought that this was the reason why she was entangled with him, so he felt speechless for a while.

"It's over, you—" Go back.

Before he finished speaking, Song Ye saw something waving towards him from the corner of his eye, and pulled Meng Jia to change the direction without thinking. Before he could react in time, he raised his left hand subconsciously to protect his head.

At the same time as a burst of pain hit, Song Ye kicked the inch head out.

It turned out that after Cun Tou yelled that sentence in grief and anger, he lay on the ground and pretended to be dead. While they were slack, he used the wooden stick hidden in advance to give Meng Jia a fatal blow.

Meng Jia didn't expect that since she was the one being hated, would a girl as cute as her be willing to do it?

"Bah! You hurt my brother, today's shame on me—"

Meng Jia was excited: "You want revenge?"

Buzz cut:"……"

"I, I will definitely walk around when I see you in the future!"

Anyway, the face has been lost, so I don't want the face at all.

Meng Jia curled her lips, suddenly remembering that Song Ye was injured trying to help her, so she hurriedly asked, "How is your hand?"

"fine."

Song Ye frowned, all the people in the sports school were wiped out, and their own people were not much better. They were all weak, and their injuries were comparable to those in the sports school.

"Take them to the hospital first."

The disabled people supported each other and got into the car, leaving Song Ye and Meng Jia.

Meng Jia asked, "Aren't you going to the hospital?"

"No need." Song Ye turned and left. He saw a pharmacy on the way just now.

Meng Jia kept chattering after him, Song Ye felt very headache.

In his last life, after a fight outside the school, Song Ye found a girl who hid in a corner and looked at her for a long time, thinking she was afraid, so it was rare for her to comfort her. Since then, the girl has boldly shown her love and confession to him, and she is not discouraged when she is rejected.This girl was Meng Jia. Song Ye later found out that her eyes were not scared but excited, the kind that would light up when she saw a fight.

Song Ye is always said to be doing his own way, but he thinks that Meng Jia is doing things in his own way, not being influenced by others, and acting entirely according to his mood.As for how the two got engaged later, that was...

"I'll go buy it!" Meng Jia interrupted his thoughts.

At this time they were standing in front of the pharmacy, Song Ye's left hand was a little stiff, and Meng Jia saw it with sharp eyes.

After following here, Song Ye didn't bother to argue, so he simply found a stone pier to sit down on.

After a while, Meng Jia came out with a bunch of things, "Disinfectant, medicinal wine, gauze, bandages...is that enough? Lift up your clothes first, and I'll take a look at the injuries."

Seeing that Song Ye was too slow with one hand, she directly rolled up her sleeves with her hands, revealing the purple skin inside, which was in stark contrast to the fair skin around her.

"I heard that you were hit on the head just a few days ago."

The tone was very normal, but Song Ye could hear the hint of ridicule, and he raised his chin unwillingly, "...unexpected."

Meng Jia glanced at his injury and sighed: "Yes, today was also an accident."

"..." Can you still take the medicine properly?

Meng Jia fought hard, but couldn't bandage. Song Ye's eyes became more and more disgusted. Meng Jia quickly explained: "I usually bandage my injuries by the family doctor. This is the first time I bandage someone else..."

Meng Jia suddenly said seriously: "Thank you very much for saving me, otherwise I would be the one who got hurt."

"you are welcome."

"Huh?" In Meng Jia's impression, Song Ye was overbearing and never said polite words, so he raised his head to see his expression clearly.

One is sitting and the other is squatting, the girls are raising their heads tenderly, and the boys are slightly lowering their eyes. If anyone passing by sees this scene, they will definitely praise the beauty of a man and woman, and the love of young people is young and beautiful.

Only Meng Jia couldn't believe her ears when she heard what Song Ye said in a low voice.

"You won't get hurt, they hurt more than you."

What's the meaning? !

Does this mean that she is too hot and not ladylike?

It's obvious that those people don't fight well!

Meng Jia was about to speak when she suddenly heard a muffled hum from the alley next to her.

"Pei, the god of learning?"

Song Ye turned his head suddenly, wasn't that weak boy leaning against the wall Pei Hanmo?

He stood up abruptly, and Meng Jia shouted from behind: "Wait, the bandages haven't been tied tightly yet..."

Song Ye walked up to Pei Hanmo in two or three steps, and frowned: "What's wrong with you?"

Pei Hanmo's knuckle-boned fingers pressed against the wall, leaving deep fingerprints with excessive force, his slightly trembling body turned out to be a bit thin, his eyes drooped and he remained silent, as if he was enduring great pain.

Song Ye turned his head to look at the person a few steps away. He had dyed scarlet Shamat hair, the skin exposed by the black vest was covered with tattoos, and the cigarette butts were still on the ground. Everything in front of him showed that he was bullying the first grader. .

Having seen Patriarch Pei's scenery, Song Ye couldn't bear to see his weak and helpless appearance. He didn't know how to vent the complicated emotions in his heart, so he had to focus on another person.

Song Ye loosened his muscles and bones, and when he was sure that there was no problem with one hand, he saw the gangster's eyes were horrified, and he took half a step back, as if he was so frightened that he couldn't stand up and suddenly fell to the ground. Before Song Ye could move, he panicked and ran... up?

Song Ye confused?

He has reached the point where he can scare the enemy away with his face?

Complacent in his heart, Song Ye pretended to be serious on the surface, and when he was about to comfort the fragile top student, his uninjured wrist was grabbed by slender and strong fingers.

Fasten firmly.

The author has something to say: Gangster: I, I'm fucking scared to death!Fortunately, run fast!